I wander despondent, a curse on the graveHer hair in my locket, a lock of nightshadeAnd there in my pocket, I nurse the charadeHer ring is awaiting her backI watch her from shadows, pariah by dayI sleep in dark belfries and cellars awayFrom the ungiving living, their neurotic plagueHas turned her, as I to the black

"Faster beats the drum of dark arcanum"

MarieI turned a deaf ear to heavenWhen the evil eye accompanied me

You'll seeI am no further needed in the mirrorBy my pallid reflection

I thrust so perversely, the worst is this craveFor sweet scarlet blood from a harlot paradeOf dutiful victims I beautifully takeWith delicious malicious intentA gift from a goddess who toyed with her gameThe price of my night's infidelity paidAt the altar of her never faltering bladeOf infernal nocturnal descent

"Faster beats the heart of dark arcanum"

So I walk the moonlit quartersLike a driven beast of preyA catalyst for madness, slaughterGiven the leash to play

I'm detritus to my chosenA ghost for all her daysThus is Cocytus frozenFrom those loved and left betrayed